We're Free by Jose Vazquez, 9th Grade

[A Tribute to the Mirabal Sisters]
May 2020

We’re free.
But at what cost?
Have we won,
Or have we lost?

We’re free.
But we’re dead.
The revolution we led,
But could we have done better instead?

We’re free.
Wouldn’t you agree?
The battle that we fought,
Was for the independence that we sought.

We’re free.
But have we left with doubt?
Have we perished with regrets?
Or do we rest proud?

We’re free.
But at the cost of our sorrow and grief?
Is this truly peace?
To be filled with uncertainty and disbelief?

We’ve finally rose,
But the pain lingers.
It lingers like a thorn.
But rest easy, it was only through our bottled pain that the revolution was born.

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